Food trends we love to hate

A trendy new joint opens up. You ring to arrange a table, only to be told that
the hottest place in town does not take bookings. Of course it doesn’t – a
restaurant can only remain the hottest place in town, you see, if it has a a
queue the length of the nearest nightclub outside. Cue an hour-long wait a
Friday night, in the rain. Sometimes, to make you feel really rubbish, they
even stamp your hand.